Poetry -- Street dancers

Blowing and twisting
Covering his wrinkled face
Blue shawl on his shoulder
Complete her makeup

A street dancer
Offer her smile
In the person who circled it
Dancing and singing

Accompanied by old gamelan
While his son fell asleep cradled his mother's song
Street dancers are wasted on the streets
Dancing and singing every night

Sweat removes your powder
Stay old face
Diremangnya lights
When his son woke up

Seen his mother still dancing
Then he fell asleep again
Promise yourself
Later to replace her mother

Street dancers are wasted on the streets
Dancing and singing every night
Sweat removes your powder
Stay old face
Diremangnya lights

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